User blog comment:Thornclaw Braveheart/Arahaven/@comment-1366789-20110302203737

*the rat examines the food* it's not enough to feed this whole lot, but it's to soon to try to steal more. you can hang around till i need you again.

''*a weasel waves to Quina and quina walks over to him and sits down. he offers a beaker to her and noticing her wrinkled nose he smiles*'' it's only fruit flavored water. it's not alcoholic. so, why are you hiding here? no one comes here unless they're trying to get away from the law.

*quina laughs* they want me to marry one of the kings sons caus i'm a sable. i'm not interested, he's uglier then a dried fish. plus he doesn't liek me much and i expect an assasin at any moment. so, i'm hanging out here till it blows over.